White and Miss Ellicot laid each a hand upon his arm, one on either side. The Wastrel wiped the blood from his forehead. ‘That’s a loud one. "I cannot—will not suffer you to remain here. ’ Kimble chewed his lip, but his hostility was visibly lessening.
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